MAYA

the tide swelled up to cover the horizon for a brief few seconds, only to come crawling along the shore to kiss her feet. she stood still as the wind made love to her hair and enveloped her body like a jealous lover. the evening had a magical sway as the crest of the moon peeked through the clouds of the setting sun. the birds flew east to longing nests and rested feathers. the brush strokes were gentle while the horizon seemed to burst into a hue a ecstatic purples and oranges. there stood maya, stone like and stern with an undying resilience that the ocean would return her lover to her arms.